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Moved right along
But when I think about it
How you ghosted
I check your ‘gram
Wish you well (go to hell)
Wish you the best
And I’m glad I didn’t rest
Something bigger was out there
For the both of us
Are you haunted
Just last year this day Matt and I were at a live concert in NYC. This year we’re in the back yard. I don’t know if anybody else has noticed how quickly things change. I don’t know if anybody else is still in shock. Or denial? Whatever you call it…
Is this like a contemporary version of the 60’s we’ll look back on as a mixed bag. With the old folks all wrong until we’re all old folks and just as conservative?
The pendulum swings.